It's been too long since I just stopped
from whatever what I was doing and just
reevaluated my life.
How true was he when he said that all
innocence has been lost to me already.
But why does he keep trying to change me?
I believe that until life fucks you up, steps on
you, drowns you, batters you, you won't
find out what you are really capable of.
It's not succumbing into the bad side.
It's not changing until you don't know me
anymore. If you really know me, you would
know that I keep changing and changing
and changing and changing.
and changing...
We are all, at one point, scared of going out into the real world. I feel like I couldnt have started this blog if the world didn't give me the hell that it did. It's funny because.. I faintly remember moments where I would actually DARE life to bring it on. And when it did, I'd forget. The irony of it all.
Raise your glass to all the assholes, snakes, bitches, gold diggers, downers, bullies, heartbreakers, ex-boyfriends and girlfriends, shitty parents, backstabbing friends, perverted teachers, etc--because instead of wallowing into the pain that they have caused you, your moving on. You carry on, and don't you give up. The fact that you are still standing, dear friend, is a miracle in itself. And you are not alone, there are alot more of us that need to stick together. Like a brother to a brother. Find them, and let them find you. Inspire them and let them inspire you. Fall inlove with them and let them fall in love with you. Protect them and let them protect you. Change them--but don't let them change you.